Su had ceased fire and teleported a short distance away to recharcge his energy. Long arms (possibly about 8-10) appeared out of his back and waved in their Jensuno-familliar way; lapping up magic essence in the air gratefully. He noticed Ukko running towards him and chuckled, recoiling his arms. Only his normal arms were left, and they were already casting bolts-- he was hoping to heal himself from the arcane bolt his new rival had struck him with, but that may have to wait a while longer until after the threat was defeated.
The weasel smiled gratefully at his team-mate for the healing. When Ukko began to meet Su, the weasel's sword changed into a knife. 'Knife fight?' Jen asked White in a tone of enjoyment, switching the blade from left to right paw repeatedly.
A little smile was left behind by the laughter, and she rose to her feet, looking up into Darr's eyes and with a whisper she said 'I have lost my daughter...our daughter; but she will come back, and now I have you too.' A hand rose to touch the voids face, soft and tender, unlike how her hands usually played.
Constantine looked at the creature, for a time that seemed to consider the world before replying 'I am not scared to die.... I know that I would always exist; even as a lesser spirit-- but I am scared of what damage you could do to my cause, and my way of life.' He looked over to find the warewolf running towards him; the resident he hated the most; the one that was son to the divinity of monsters and its hier; Ivory.
He couldn't help but laugh inside at the pretenders hostility 'If you want a fight cretin, then go somewhere else... the elites are talking.' He put action behind his words by shooting a ray at Ivory that seemed to slow his movement and surround him in a timer, 'Stand back, or I will use perish prophecy on you mutt.'
A heavy shove knocked him back, and released the spells grip on the warewolf. 'W-what? That was strong...who?....' He looked at ebony, her hands glowing with telekenisis energy, her eyes full of contempt.
'Who do you think you are!?' She called out, 'People with your attitude are cowards and snobs.' Another motion with her hands sent him to the floor, and bound him there. 'How's about I give you a curb-stomp, that'll show you that ya need no fancy spells to squish real 'cretin' like you.'
She looked at the other there for a moment, feeling afraid--but not for herself. 'Hey.' Was all she said to the bird, before walking towards Ivory to see if he was okay, 'I might wanna stay away when things get ugly? If I had, I think that tool over there might have used his pansy spells on ya.'
Who is this?! Constantine raged as he lay bound on the floor, the humility was enough to destroy those two fools without any thought. As soon as this bind is released....